I feel like X, I'm very rare, I'm hard to find I'm not common, I don't get laid, might buy ramen, but I always had great options

Devil in my head, like you can't wrap this shit, bogus, just stop it You can't make no money off it, bro, you waste your time on talk

I know that I'm accountable for every day I walk out and go sin God know that shit, now he see that I'm just tryna repent I don't even read the Bible, but I pray to be a better man

That was the moment he walked in, he put the pen back in my hand He said, boy, just keep rappin, keep talkin, figure what they said Everything you need to know to make you rich, all in your head

Don't let them bugs get close to you, if they get close, aim for they legs I know the way that record work, that shit gon' go up towards his head Like, 26, small handle, but that bitch be grippable

She wanna FaceTime, but lil' bitch, I'm tryna get physical Walk down on lil' buddy, yeah, this shit highly intentional Ain't gon' snitch like Gunna, I put a fifth in front of the two distals

Bitch, uh, uh, ayy Got 44, 22 count, that bitch stay in my pistol That boy bleedin' out, but his homies ain't gon' get him That's a clear indication that nobody gon' miss him

My bitch get mad at me when I got porn up in my history That bitch want bigger boots, she'll just come go into her titty I'm from Alaska, but my mom from Clarksdale, Mississippi Just bought a Gunna and had no hoes, so I dipped that bitch in Crisco

My stuff wrapped with VVS diamonds, that bitch dancin' to disco Tell y'all **** be patient, I might drop this bitch on distro I don't wanna fuck that bitch because she big as fuck like Hippo That bitch too big as fuck, she got crumbs on her neck like Lizzo Indecisive with my feelings, want my bitch, she not my bitch though

My brothers, we locked in, but we got cohesive bonds A Shetty shopper, then a fuckin' blade on my line One-hour drive to my doghouse, finna make some shit happen First time rappin, I was dope, but this right here, yeah, I be snappin' No lean in my cup, bitch, this tequila mixed with Snapples Shoot the drink, go to 762, sound just like a pterodactyl

Yeah, I be tellin' these ****, you know music is life, fool, for real Heroin is it, gon' wanna eat what you cook? But that don't mean what you cook is bad, my **** On game

If God don't help me sell this crack, I'ma buy a church Hire my plug as a sermon every Sunday, we gon' hand out work Grandma, like you can't make music like this, you gon' get someone hurt Why you tryna sell perks in church? I told her math, make the method work Grandma, I think that I might sell my soul like Lil Uzi Vert, think I'm goin' to hell Grandma, don't worry about that, cause I'm set for God, so I'm gon' prevail Ain't none of my junkies overdosed, so you know my crack's safe for real Where you at? I'm tryna make a deal, I'll never sell a **** fed pills I got yen, peso, Swiss, and some Franks, my bank do not discriminate

Spotted clashing, the cop tryna go to Iraq and steal a military tank They like, Ronstar is smoking, what the fuck is you thinkin? When I'm alone at night, I hear voices and see visions of me screamin' Junkies said it's gettin' hotter here, think the trap need ventilation Ain't no goin' in and out, we gon' need some verification I'll wait two weeks to pay you back, plug, sick of waiting Told his ass, be patient if he can't go be a waiter Grandpa said the fiends in the streets say the crack you sell delicious I got a big-ass Glock, this shit gon' get real vicious All my lyrics be fictitious

I'm just at my grandpa blind so he can't see my lyrics And he deaf so he can't even hear it My grandpa gon' stay in my spirit My grandpa gon' stay in my spirit